Rose and ThornA Poem by Amortentia03“What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet.” Though, that which we call a thorn By any other name would slice as deep. The shards of hearts left by lovers Will all in the same fashion heal The broad back walking out the door Always one I know so well. The words cutting to the quick All lilt along the same tone Every door slamming singularly Leaving me deafened and alone. Thoughts run through my head each time he walks away And leaves me collapsing into space Left by another manifestation Of the same indifferent face. © 2010 Amortentia03 |
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Added on July 1, 2010 Last Updated on July 3, 2010 AuthorAmortentia03ORAboutI'm Sarah. I'm 17 years old. I'm a Senior in High School. I like to write. Mostly Poetry and Lyrics. I don't think I'm great at it, But I'm always trying to improve. I love to hear what others .. more..Writing
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